Oh, love, true love, rich harvest of gladness,
Peace-bearing tillage—great garner of bliss—
Oh, love, true love, look down on our sadness—
Dwell in this village—oh, hear us in this!
[It becomes evident by the strange conduct of the characters that the charm is working. All rub their eyes.
| Tutti (aside). | Alexis, Mr. Wells, and Aline (aside). |
| Oh, marvellous illusion! | A marvellous illusion— |
| Oh, terrible surprise! | A terrible surprise |
| What is this strange confusion | Excites a strange confusion |
| That veils my aching eyes? | Within their aching eyes— |
| I must regain my senses, | They must regain their senses, |
| Restoring Reason’s law, | Restoring Reason’s law, |
| Or fearful inferences | Or fearful inferences |
| The company will draw! | The company will draw! |
[Those who have partaken of the philtre struggle against its effects, and resume the Brindisi with a violent effort.
Tutti.
Eat, drink, and be gay,
Banish all worry and sorrow,